Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Table Jam, artist - 99 Neighbors. Date of issue: 23.09.2021
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
Table Jam |
| Whippin' like a spatula, Ritz becomin' bands for us |
| Started makin' raps, it turned to dollars, somthin’s addin' up |
| As long the team up, then th rest come down to execution (Yup, uh) |
| Mayweather, you can catch us 'fore we stick and move (Bruh) |
| Great job, they work and they paid off (Huh? Yeah) |
| But I can quit my day grind and move out of my state, ya |
| See, this the mushed mouth, hash smokin', rap slinging slasher (What?) |
| Chipped tooth bastard, dropped acid with a pastor (Huh?) |
| Microphone master, catch uo, don’t make me act up |
| My talent too immaculate, fuck all your favorite rappers (Ayy) |
| Roll the blunt, I feel so iconic, ayy |
| I smoke it down and spit a high sonnet (Ayy) |
| High pockets feelin' empty, but I might go cop it, like fuck (Uh) |
| I don’t think that there’s a beat up in this life I can’t muck, ayy (Uh) |
| And y’all don’t have to like it, I love it |
| I’m ballin' out, but on a budget (Okay) |
| If I cop this pair of Forces, I’ma have to skip that luncheon, um (Okay) |
| Number crunchin' like my reps in the gym |
| Missin' the comfort of my friends, but I’m workin' for some |
| Ayy, haha |
| Let’s go |
| Hahaha |